Since it was such a ridiculous request, I nodded my acceptance. "Should I put them on over the top of these ones?" I asked slyly while gesturing at what I was wearing below my waist. Everyone laughed. "Of course." I realised what I should do.
I stood back from the lucky boy and slid my panties down and took them off. Now I was bare from the waist down. I waved my nice black panties over my head and turned around on the spot to give everyone a complete look at me. I was back in my element, enjoying showing myself off to the people I knew. Of course it was getting me excited. If only I had Karan to take me to a bedroom and give the good fucking that I needed, especially after I got the high I enjoyed so much from showing myself off. I cast an eye over the items on display on the table but remembered Kat's stern warning that they were unwashed, off bounds and not to be used yet. I squeezed my thighs together wondering who around me would notice the state that I was in. But everyone was waiting, watching and silent. For a moment, I saw Katerina looking at me with surprise on her face. I tried to make eye contact, but she looked away. I turned around and wiggled my bum and decided that I had done enough.
Happy with my brief display, I handed tonight's panties over to Klaus as I took the gift box reluctantly from my previous tormentor. I knew that when I had opened it and removed the item I would have to cover myself again by carrying out my promise to him. But I took my time while I was completely on show to everyone from the waist down.
I took off the wrapping paper and opened the package to find that my old panties had been secured between two pieces of Perspex with a hook attached. They were now an ornament, to be displayed. They could not be worn now, only hung on a wall!
So I was going to be bottomless at one of our parties again. Klaus had pocketed tonight's panties. Everyone cheered when they realised. And I was wondering whether I would let my panties be hung on a wall. Certainly not at any home I lived in.
And then the party continued as it been before the presentations of my gifts with everyone bare from the waist down except for their underwear and me bare from the waist down except for nothing.
Klaus had my panties wrapped around his wrist when he walked up to talk to me some time later. "Very nice," he smiled staring right at my vagina.
"Nothing you haven't seen before," I reminded him. Despite my retort he asked for a photo with me. "Don't you have enough already?" I reminded him considering all the photos that had been taken of me with him when I was undressed. But he insisted that he needed to commemorate this new occasion, so I gave in. To no one's surprise it was not difficult to find someone to take shots of Klaus and me. In fact there were plenty of offers. I gave my phone to one of the volunteer snappers, so I would get a first-hand record to remember this occasion by. I could only imagine what the next two parties would be like.
Our poses started to attract an audience of course. And a few more of them had their cameras out too. Initially Klaus and I posed straight for the cameras with our arms around each other. Klaus held me by the shoulders then as I pretended to cover up my genitals now that my hands were free. Then Klaus unexpectedly yanked me back by the shoulders meaning that I had to spread my arms and kick one leg in the air to keep balance. This gave the snappers a better view of my crotch. I shook my head and stuck my tongue out but that seemed to just encourage them. Then with Klaus holding me from behind, two of his friends strode up and each grabbed one of my legs and lifted me off the floor. Given what had happened previously, I was not surprised that they spread my legs so that everyone had an intimate view of me, and there was nothing that I could do about it.
What could happen to make it worse for me as a spectacle, I wondered. I did not have to wait long to find a hand gently reach under my legs to tickle me between my vagina and my arsehole. This was getting too intimate even for me. I squirmed around to see who was violating me there (but they were expertly increasing my pleasure so I did not want them to stop) and finally recognised that it was my roommate Kat squatting down close to me with a huge smile on her face.
"I am just making sure that you do not fall to the floor," she told me in her deadpan manner, at odds with the glee on her face. To underline her alleged concern at my peril, she ran a fingernail across my actual arsehole which made me squirm ever more. "See," she told me, "you are not stable there." The boys gripped me tighter as a safety measure and yet another one came over to the other side from Kat to grab me from beneath me but high up on my thighs, just short of the top of my legs. In other words, he was holding me at another place where I was very sensitive. When I say holding, he supported me with the palms of his hands but his fingers began to do the same sort of work that Kat was doing to me lower down. I lolled my head back and closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations. I could only imagine what the photos looked like and I hoped that whoever was using my phone was getting uncluttered images that clearly showed what was being done to me. That way I would have the evidence to explain to Karan that it was all beyond my control.
I don't know if anyone touching me could tell that I was on the verge of an orgasm -- my first one for the night! -- but before I came Klaus called out "I think Menaka's had enough." I looked up at his smiling face when he added "for the moment."
The group around me gently placed my feet back on the floor and Klaus in particular held onto me long enough to let me get my balance back. Klaus apparently had to clutch my (covered) breasts to do this, but by this stage, I was beyond caring. I was a little disappointed when I found that I was standing up again without anyone helping me.
Kat had stayed close to me. "Let's get you to the bathroom to get you cleaned up," she directed. I did not know what needed to be cleaned up, but I was not going to argue with her if it meant a few moments of relative peace which would be a respite with one of my trusted friends. It was then that I noticed that Judy, one of our hosts and Kat's occasional lover, was the one who was taking photos with my camera.
Judy followed us to the bathroom, no doubt taking snaps of my bare bum as we walked through the party.
Finally we were alone, even if it was all three of us with Judy still recording me with my phone. Kat got me to lean over the bathtub and spread my legs. I almost came as soon as she started to gently finger me. I was so close and really needed to cum. She let go with her fingers and I soon felt a tongue on my clit. I looked around and realised that it was Judy! That put me over the top and I came big time for quite a while until Judy slowed her work and brought me back down.
As Judy finished with a few light slow licks to finish me off, Kat reached over to kiss me and whispered "she's been wanting to do that for so long." I felt good that I had helped her complete her wish.
I thought of something and I laughed. "What is it?" asked Kat.
"Isn't it funny how there are no wet spots and no erections showing in anyone's underwear," I told them.
Judy shook her head. "That is because we can all have self-restraint because displaying the body is treated as normal here, not like in your trussed up society."
I put my hands on my hips. "So what do you find arousing then if you're so matter of fact about everyone's bodies?" I challenged. And I wiggled my bum to make my point.
Judy put her hands on her hips and wiggled her bottom too. Since she had pants on we all knew it did not create the same image. "You meet your partner through your friends," she explained, "and find out if there is any chemistry between the two of you and what sort of person they are. If you are sure they are right and the chemistry is there, you ask the person if they want to sleep with you," she explained.
Kat looked at me like I should have known which stone tablet that was etched into. I smiled and dryly replied "that sounds sensible," while thinking of the time Karan and I with our friends found Tarini and Mohit and got them drunk and had our fun with them. That got me into a strange mood and I wondered if the other two had noticed.
"You're still wet," Judy observed and dabbed at me with a towel from the rack. I could never tell how deep they could read into me or whether they merely saw me as this somewhat strange extroverted visitor who did not mind being their plaything. Judy's dabbing was not helping my state, in fact it was making me think of another orgasm. Although eventually, I got my mind off remembering the nefarious things I had got up to with Karan and his friends and started to think about the local custom of formal sit-down meals for two people on a date with polite requests for a fuck at the end of them. Maybe that would be Klaus and me. We would look at each other seriously across the restaurant table and agree that we were compatible and since that was the case, we should go somewhere and fuck. We would find a bedroom and stand each side of the bed to take our clothes off before getting under the covers. That scenario seemed to do the job currently required and I came again.
